LIKE DIDDY

[Beat intro:
Jet runner (runner, runnner)

Verse 1 [yungcirnooo]
What, yeah yeah
Puh, puh
Yeah yeah
Puh, puh
Yeah yeah
Who the fuck yiu think you are cuz you can’t chill out with the boss
Your boys not give you tampons? cuz you need one of those
Fentanyl inside your pills nigga you gon’ overdose
You just like a crazy bitch cuz you always tryn’ do the most
Me and Remi Bandxz posted in the club we fuck it up
Yo bitch in the club she tryna fuck she a dirty slut
Nigga you a bitch, you can’t hang, you not one of us
I said, nigga you a bitch, you can’t hang, you not one of us
Bitch I bring the tec, I make your bitch’s pussy wet
I could slime you out right now, you don’t even wanna bet
Bitch, 9ensokyo the [?], do not diss the fucking set
I don’t even need the fucking tempo, fucking bitch I smack
That nigga watched for the beat he knew that I’m finna tweak
I sell Ket up on the street, everyone is feeling geeked
Boy I shoot your ass on live, I don’t care, LiveLeak
I might do your ass like Diddy, boy your ass is fucking [beef?]

Verse 2 [Remilia Bandxz]
I might do his ass like Diddy, but he’s way up fucking county
Eh, homie can’t hang with me cuz he ain’t getting molly
Eh, cirnooo that’s my crip nigga, you know we stay rowdy
Yeah, them .308s finna put hole up in his tummy
You ain’t ever pulled a stick, ain’t part of a clique
If you think we gon pick, I got a hundred in the clip
That boy won’t ever switch up on me, that homie pirouette
Yeah the racks coming in, yeah, I’m on top [know my shit?]
I’m starting on your bro, pussy boy don’t come in close
[?]
You get rolled in a rug if you go with your jaw
I just sold a brick to a [?]
My gang gon’ hop on me, they don’t need a reason
Nigga scared to talk on me, I hit em with some demons
I just copped some peace I’m finals go and hit up Neemons
For your dead homies, at the same time got me chiefin’